Mo Hua wanted to make a few more threats.
But before he could finish, seeing the danger, the zombie disciple turned tail and ran.
Its ugly face was filled with panic.
As soon as it saw Mo Hua, it knew it was no match.
This small cultivator was young and petite, but his form was crystal clear, and his aura was deep and unfathomable.
This was a sign of an incredibly powerful Divine Sense.
Moreover, it had just taken a hit from the Thousand-Jun Stick.
The power of that stick left it apprehensive.
The more powerful the strike, the stronger the Divine Thought.
The zombie disciple was filled with fear.
If the Divine Sense had not manifested, it could continue to steal. But once manifested, with such a disparity in Divine Sense, it had to flee or perish right there.
The zombie attempted to escape from Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness.
Mo Hua certainly wouldn't let it get away, he stretched out his small hand, and with a backhand gesture, the materialized Spiritual Power condensed into the Water Prison Technique.
Divine Thought shackles appeared out of nowhere, binding the zombie firmly in place.
The zombie disciple struggled desperately to break free, but it simply couldn't.
Its face was full of terror as it said in disbelief,
"A spell?"
How could this be?
Divine Thought can actually use spells?
The old ancestor never mentioned this...
Mo Hua leisurely walked up to it.
The zombie knelt on the ground, pleading in panic, "Junior, please spare my life!"
Mo Hua said, "Spare your life? So that you can go harm others again?"
The zombie disciple swore, "Junior can rest assured, from now on, I will stick to my duty and never harm anyone!"
Mo Hua asked with doubt, "You are a zombie, right? Isn't it your duty to harm people? If you stick to your duty, how could you possibly not harm people?"
The zombie disciple was taken aback and, seeing the playful expression on Mo Hua's face, knew that this little cultivator would never believe its deceit, and said furiously,
"The old ancestor won't let you off!"
Mo Hua's eyes flickered, and with a smile that was not quite a smile, he said,
"Do you think... I will let your old ancestor go?"
The zombie disciple was shocked and pale.
This youngster, was actually, aiming at its esteemed ancestor?
How dare he?
And then, a chill went down the spine of the zombie disciple.
This youngster's Divine Sense was domineering, full of tricks, unpredictable, and could even use spells; with a prepared mind against an unprepared one, the ancestor might be in danger...
The zombie disciple felt both shock and rage.
"No, I must inform the old ancestor, otherwise he will be in peril!"
The face of the zombie disciple suddenly turned ferocious, it bit off one of its own fingers and swallowed it, and then its body began to swell, a malicious aura growing around it, and in a flash, it turned into a green-skinned corpse.
Just like Zhang Quan when he took the Corpse Blood Pill.
"I'll risk my old life to struggle against this little cultivator, then take the opportunity to escape and report to the ancestor. Even if I'm severely weakened and maimed afterward, the ancestor, appreciating my loyalty, will surely protect me."
The zombie disciple thought to itself.
Then, it mustered all its strength to break free from the Water Prison Technique and pounced fiercely towards Mo Hua.
Mo Hua's expression remained unchanged as he lightly raised his hand, and a Fireball Technique began to form.
The fireball was bright red and scorching hot, a false fire condensed by the Divine Sense, yet it looked incredibly real.
At the thought of Mo Hua, the fireball suddenly shot out and struck the transformed zombie's chest.
In a burst of fiery light, before the zombie disciple could reach Mo Hua or exchange even a single round, it was directly hit back into its original form by the Fireball Technique.
It deflated like a punctured balloon, reverted from its transformation, its body caught flame, and it writhed on the ground in agonizing screams.
It was as if real fire was burning on its body.
Spreading along with the pain was boundless despair.
It never expected that this little cultivator's Divine Sense would be so powerful.
The displayed Fireball Technique had such a terrifying potency...